Chapter 347 Immortal and Mortal Love: The Darkened Dong Yong 11

When Lin'an Yiba left with tears in his eyes, the sky had already darkened. Thinking of Dong's father and mother who were waiting at home, he simply raised his feet and left quickly.

When I got home, I saw Dong's father sitting at the dinner table with three dishes, thinking about something, and Dong's mother busy in the kitchen.

Jian Yi smiled and said hello to Dong's father. He went back to the room and put down his schoolbag. After washing his face and hands, he went to the kitchen to help Dong's mother arrange the dishes and chopsticks neatly.

It was the first watch of the night, just when humans were getting ready to go to bed, when suddenly there was a breath in the magistrate's room.

Using the invisibility spell, he simply crossed the space and arrived at the magistrate's room. He first looked at the layout and furnishings in the room, and then expressed his condemnation of the magistrate's extravagant enjoyment.

Unlike Mr. Fu, a miser with the attributes of Pixiu who only goes in but cannot go out, the county magistrate is the type who spends money when he has it.

The walls of the magistrate's room are filled with calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, finely crafted jade vases, sets of tables and chairs made of huanghuali wood, bed tents made of silk and satin, and boxes and boxes hidden in the darkroom.

Compared with gold bars, gold and silver ingots, and precious jades, Mr. Fu's place is really inferior, whether it's overtly or covertly.

"Ten years of clear county magistrate, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver", the ancients never deceived me.

It can also be seen from this that if an official wants to make money, it is really beyond the reach of ordinary businessmen.

Mr. Fu, the richest man in Qiancheng County, really did him an injustice by wearing the title.

After having some thoughts in his mind, Jian Jian walked into the inner room. When he saw the magistrate snoring on the bed with his concubine in his arms, he curled his lips.

Haha, the county magistrate's little life is really nourishing. I don't know how many evil things he has done and how much people's wealth he has plundered in exchange for it.

Jian Yi raised his hand, flicked his finger in the air, and a line of spiritual power turned into an air blade and headed towards the magistrate's neck.

When everything was quiet, it was during a tryst with Duke Zhou. The county magistrate, who had just embraced his beautiful concubine and fell asleep, suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

The county magistrate raised his hand strangely, ready to scratch it to see what was going on.

"Hiss~"

With a gentle touch of my fingertips, I felt the pain in my dream become more real.

"No, this is not a dream."

The county magistrate's brain, which had been invaded by drowsiness, suddenly woke up.

He reached out and raised the hand that touched his neck to his eyes and saw blood!

The county magistrate was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed and screamed: "Blood~blood~help~help..."

The night watchman who heard the shouting was awakened by the county magistrate's cry and hurried over to check on the magistrate's situation.

The candlelight was lit, and the situation indoors was immediately clear.

"My lord, my lord..."

The maidservants swarmed in and looked at the county magistrate, who was pale and sweating.

"Sir, your neck..."

The concubine next to the county magistrate was awakened by the noise and woke up after murmuring in her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she found that the person next to her pillow was half sitting up, sweating and looking bad. She quickly got up to express her condolences.

"Master, Master, are you okay? Are you..."

Before he finished asking, his mind, which was still unclear at first, came to realize the extra men in the room. Then he thought about the fact that he was wearing only his underwear, and he screamed in panic.

"Ahhhhhh..."

Her cry completely woke up the county magistrate, who was still holding up his hands and looking at the blood between his fingertips. He realized that the blood on his hands came from himself, and after sensing that blood was flowing from his neck

, the county magistrate who cherished his life was so stimulated by the situation that he let out a shrill scream like the concubine beside him.

After a moment of chaos, the wound on his neck was temporarily stopped from bleeding to ensure that the wound was not serious, and his life was safe, then the county magistrate's confused and confused mind started to move again.

He was assassinated.

Someone came into his room at night and wanted to do something inappropriate to him.

Before he could call his subordinates to check on the situation, an arrow suddenly whizzed past, grazed the magistrate's face and hit the bed beam, almost fainting the magistrate who had just recovered his breath.

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After regaining his composure, the county magistrate ordered someone to take a look at the letter on the arrow. It said that he had to resign within two months; that he should deal with the dirty things in his hands;

Return all the money you deserve to the poor people; don't let your evil thoughts cause harm to the countryside; don't make trouble for the poor people again.

Otherwise, he will find an opportunity to really wipe his neck, and then give his wife, daughter, and son to his enemy, let them suffer the abuses of his enemy, work for his enemy, and let his son call others

Dad, support others until they die.

Of course, if the county magistrate is honest and obedient and resigns as soon as possible according to his wishes, he will protect him so that he does not have to be harmed by his sworn enemies, enemies, and people who have been the most successful in the past, and protect the personal safety of their family.

After quickly reading the letter, the magistrate was horrified. He read the letter word for word again. After reading it, he felt very angry and wanted to tear the letter into pieces. However, as soon as he exerted force with his hand, the magistrate used his strength again.

After taking it off, he ordered someone to move the candlestick closer, and then silently read the words on the letter one by one.

After reading, the county magistrate fell into a deep dejected mood, and then various emotions came one after another, which almost made the magistrate faint from stimulation, and the hand holding the paper kept shaking.

"Dad, are you okay?"

A clear and charming girl's voice sounded, and it was Cuiniang, the county magistrate's beloved daughter.

The folk customs in Daliang Dynasty were open, and the restrictions on women were not very strict. There was also a strong defense between men and women, but it was not strict.

Therefore, Cui Niang, who had just been awakened by her father's screams and the busy sounds of the servants and maids outside, was almost frightened when she knew that her father had been brutally assassinated and there were still knife wounds on her neck.

After getting dressed, he rushed over without stopping.

Cuiniang walked quickly to the county magistrate and greeted him. Shi'er stood up and scolded the servants who were watching the night. The servants patrolling outside were not diligent and actually let the thief into her father's room, making him have sex.

chance of hurting him.

The county magistrate looked at his beloved daughter who was so nervous, and then thought about the content on the letter. His heart was complicated and sour. He unconsciously tightened his strength in his hands, kneading the wrinkled letter that he had been looking at to become even more unbearable.

Get dilapidated.

Seeing this, Jian Yi, who was sitting on the tea table in the room watching the show, smiled and expressed satisfaction with the county magistrate's reaction, which was worthy of his plan.

Originally, Jian Jian did not plan to clean up the county magistrate now. It was not that it was too difficult, it was just that it was too troublesome, and she wanted to deal with him after he and Shangguan Haoqi both entered the officialdom and could protect their families.

After all, although the current county magistrate's character and ability are not very good, he is better than they are familiar with him.

Compared with other officials who do not know good and evil, this county magistrate currently makes people feel much more at ease.

Today's Lin'an Yiba incident reminded him that it would have saved him trouble if he did not remove the county magistrate, but other people in Qiancheng County still had to live under his jurisdiction.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, Jian Jian decided to get rid of the county magistrate. While the county magistrate was still in office for the past two months, he went to the capital to do some work, so that all capable and capable people would come back to take over. I hope he can take over.

The unhealthy tendencies in Qiancheng County have been suppressed, and the people have been given a clear day.
Chapter completed!